Reborn in the 60s, I hunt to support my family and even seduce the village beauty.

As Chang Kun left the neighborhood office, he still felt a little heavy-hearted.

Director Wang's words kept replaying in my mind: reducing food rations, mixing in sweet potato flour, the little baby was crying from hunger, and in two months they would have to eat substitute food.

These scenes reminded him of his family's situation in his previous life. If someone had been there to help, the tragedy could have been avoided.

Now that I have the system and the space, should I lend a hand?

Back home, the yard was filled with the aroma of meat. Liu Meifen had already stewed some venison, and her family was the first to taste it.

The pot was bubbling and steaming, and the fire in the stove made her face glow red.

Chang Kun squatted down by the stove, added some firewood, hesitated for a moment, and then asked, "Mother, how are the people in our village doing now?"

Liu Meifen paused for a moment, then tightly closed the pot lid before speaking, "What else can we do? We'll just have to make do with some wild vegetable porridge!"

"Your father went back home last month, and your Uncle Liu Tiezhu's family was also out of food. They just gathered some wild vegetables, mixed them with some sweet potato flour, and steamed a cornbread. Sigh!"

Liu Tiezhu is the village head. If his family has no food to eat, one can imagine that the situation of other families must be even worse.

Chang Kun remained silent, while Liu Meifen continued her nagging: "Your fifth uncle's family is even worse off. Youfu's leg hasn't fully healed yet, so he can't do heavy work. The family relies solely on his wife to earn work points. Your fifth sister-in-law is so hungry that she's run out of breast milk, and her little grandson is crying incessantly. Your father couldn't bear to see this, so he brought over ten catties of cornmeal..."

The soup in the pot was boiling, and the aroma of meat mixed with the smell of firewood made one's eyes sting.

Liu Meifen scooped up some soup with a spoon and then covered it again.

"Your father and I have discussed it. Our family doesn't lack food right now. We'll go back every now and then and bring some back if we can. We can't just watch our elders and relatives starve to death! But this isn't a long-term solution. There are so many people in the village. We can help one or two families, but not ten or eight."

Her voice gradually lowered, the fire in the furnace crackled twice, and then fell silent again.

Chang Kun squatted there, watching the flames leap and leap, and the anger in his heart grew more and more unsettling.

He stood up and brushed the dust off his knees.

"Mom, I'm going back to the village in a couple of days to burn some paper money for Grandpa and Grandma."

By burning paper money, we can also take a look at the villagers.

No matter what, there are many childhood friends like Chang Youfu in the village. Since his family is in such a difficult situation, I should lend a hand.

Liu Meifen looked at her son and nodded.

"Xiao Kun, you decide for yourself. You should burn some paper money for your grandparents."

She understood what her son was thinking when he asked those questions, and she felt very gratified.

If someone is truly your own flesh and blood, no matter how capable they become, you will never forget the small mountain village that gave you birth and raised you.

After chatting for a while, the meat was cooked.

Liu Meifen lifted the pot lid, poked the venison with her chopsticks, scooped up a spoonful of soup, tasted it, and nodded in satisfaction.

"Go, call Xiaoxin, Xiuer, and Zixia back for a meat feast."

Chang Kun responded, wiped his hands, and walked out.

After exiting the alley, I looked around but didn't see anyone. I went to the state-run restaurant to ask my aunt and learned that the group had taken kites to play on the riverbank.

Upon reaching the riverbank, we heard a burst of laughter. Following the sound, we saw three people running on the riverbank in the distance.

Cheng Xin ran ahead holding a kite, with Xiu'er and Zixia chasing after him.

The three of them were sweating profusely from running, and the kite, as if drunk, crashed down and dragged a long way on the ground.

Xiuer, hands on her hips, shouted, "Brother Xin is so clumsy! He can't even make a kite fly!"

Zixia chimed in, "That's right, that's right, they ran for ages and still couldn't fly."

Cheng Xin, panting, bent down to pick up the kite, looking a little embarrassed: "This thing is hard to fly, the wind is too weak..."

"It's not that the wind is too weak, it's that you don't know how to fly it!" Xiu'er snatched the kite string reel, held the kite herself and ran, but after two steps, the kite crashed down again.

Zixia was laughing so hard she couldn't stand up straight.

Chang Kun walked over and took the kite from him.

Cheng Xin scratched his head: "Brother-in-law, how do you fly this kite? I've been running around for ages and it still won't fly."

Chang Kun straightened the kite string, then held it up to test the wind direction. He waved to Cheng Xin and said, "When the wind picks up later, run. Don't look back as you run. Let the string out slowly."

A gust of wind blew by, and Chang Kun sent the kite flying high, shouting to Cheng Xin, "Run!"

Cheng Xin took off running, letting out the kite string as he ran. The kite rose shakily, higher and higher, its tail swaying in the wind.

Xiuer and Zixia jumped and danced below, shouting, "It's flying! It's flying!"

Cheng Xin ran quite a distance before stopping. He turned around and saw the kite floating steadily in the sky. He grinned and handed the reel to Xiu'er.

Xiuer squeezed through the crowd, looked up at the kite, and clapped her hands with joy.

Zixia tugged at her sleeve, "Let me play! It's my turn!"

Xiuer tightened the spool, and Zixia tried to pry her fingers off. The two little ones started arguing again, and the kite wobbled precariously once more.

Chang Kun leaned against the tree, watching them make a fuss, but didn't urge them on.

They played for quite a while, until the sun was already setting, before the three of them finally stopped to rest.

Xiuer's hair was disheveled, Zixia's whip was crooked, Cheng Xin's clothes were soaked, and everyone's face was flushed.

Chang Kun called out, "Let's go home and have some meat."

"Time for meat!" Xiu'er shoved the reel into Cheng Xin's hand and pulled Zixia back.

As the group walked to the alley entrance, they ran into Xiaoqing, Xiaomu, and Xiaoshui, who were leaving school.

The three of them carried their schoolbags, looking dejected, and their steps were slow and sluggish.

Xiuer, with her sharp eyes, called out from afar, "Xiaoqing! You're out of school?"

Xiaoqing looked up and saw Xiuer's disheveled hair, crooked braid, and flushed face. She immediately frowned and asked, "Where have you been? Why are you acting like this?"

Xiuer puffed out her chest, beaming with pride: "I went hunting in the mountains with my older brother! We caught bean worms and grasshoppers, and my brother even shot a fawn!"

She counted on her fingers, getting more and more excited as she spoke: "Just now, my older brother took us kite flying. The kite flew so high, higher than the houses!"

Xiao Qing's eyes widened as she turned to Chang Kun: "Big brother, you're taking them to play, but not us?"

Xiao Mu and Xiao Shui also came over, each tugging at one of their sleeves: "Big brother, big brother, we want to fly kites too!"

"We haven't played with our older brother in ages!"

Xiaoqing threw her schoolbag on the ground, puffing out her cheeks: "I go to school every day, and I don't even get to fly a kite!"

Xiuer giggled beside her, "Who told you to be so old and have to go to school? Zixia and I don't have to go to school, we can play every day!"

Xiao Qing's face turned green, and she rolled up her sleeves, ready to take action.

Xiuer let out a howl and took off running, shouting as she ran, "Big brother, look at him! He's going to hit me again!"

Xiao Qing chased after him for a couple of steps but couldn't catch up. Frustrated, she stomped her feet and turned around to surround Chang Kun with Xiao Mu and Xiao Shui, watching him longingly.

"Big brother, we want to play too..."

Xiuer ran into the courtyard house, hid behind the door, peeked out, and made a face: "Big brother, they have to go to school, don't take them to play!"

Xiao Qing frowned and was about to rush over again when Chang Kun grabbed her by the back of the neck: "Alright, alright, I'll definitely take you guys out to play during the holidays."

These two girls never go a day without arguing...